I woke up one day and realized that I had killed my dopamine. Cut it out by the root. The only injections that help me are these exact lines every day. It's funny, but by and large I have nothing left.
Nothing.
Just a laptop at the end of the day to drop it into these lines to get another dose. That said, I resist with all my being to write a full-fledged, long post. The fear of running out of my supply, which in no way runs out. In fact, it only increases with each press on the keyboard. Sometimes it's impossible to stop, so I just cut back. That's my chain for this wild dog...
Lying, of course. First and foremost, to myself. I get excited throughout the day by many of Hive's posts. Perhaps it keeps me going through the evening. Otherwise, I'd just sleep. Not really, but that's how it feels right now. Apparently this is another bottom. Emotional, not physical. I still go to the bar and walk around the neighborhood daily.
Searching for what can't be found.
Something that can't be touched or explained. It would be easier not to understand it, but I do. Again, psychotherapy between the lines. Again, I promise myself that tomorrow will simply be different. And it will be. Everything ends sooner or later. And it has to end!
I'll see to it.
Hive savings report
I will continue to play the game in the numbers of my achievements on Hive. Below is a table of my daily accumulation of Hive, HP, and layer 2 tokens:
Goals still keep me moving every day, no matter how it is. It is true that this movement is like moving in water, but sooner or later I will come up and start paddling as hard as I can. So far, it's like this. There is what there is...
For now ⬇️
Savings today is $1164.
Hive On! Hive Five! Stay ALIVE!
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